Yu Xiaogang Showed Off and Was Rejected as a Master

"Wang Feng, come along too." Yu Xiaogang called out to Wang Feng, then noticed the little girl beside him and asked, "Little girl, would you like to come too?"

"Sure, I happen to be hungry too."

Xiao Wu gave a charming laugh and followed them. She was hungry anyway. Besides, she found this man's hair rather special. It was actually green, and looked quite interesting.

Wang Feng followed as well. He wanted to see what tricks Yu Xiaogang was planning this time.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Yu Xiaogang took the initiative to order a few ordinary dishes, then called the three of them over to sit down.

"Xiao San, you're still growing. I ordered these chicken legs for you. Eat more."

Yu Xiaogang added two chicken legs to Tang San's meal. As for Wang Feng and Xiao Wu, some dry rations and ordinary dishes would do.

Tang San froze for a moment. His teacher was still eating coarse grains himself, yet had ordered chicken legs for him. "...Teacher."

"Alright, eat quickly. Your teacher still has something to discuss with you later." Yu Xiaogang spoke calmly and sternly.

Tang San was touched. He lowered his head and ate, occasionally glancing at the adorable Xiao Wu.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang set down his bowl and chopsticks. His green head turned toward Wang Feng as he smiled. "Wang Feng, the color of my hair was caused by your martial soul, wasn't it?"

"And if I'm not mistaken, when I pulled you this morning, your martial soul passively affected me at that moment, correct?"

Although Yu Xiaogang was asking, his smug expression had already confirmed it for himself. What I said must be right.

No! Wang Feng complained furiously in his heart.

Was Yu Xiaogang trying to show off his knowledge in front of him, or was he just putting on airs? Or had he still not given up on taking him as a disciple?

"Green Light—this sort of martial soul should be appearing for the first time in history. I suspect your martial soul's ability is very special. I imagine even you haven't fully understood it yet, Wang Feng." Yu Xiaogang pointed at his green hair, making his meaning clear.

Why was everything just a guess? Couldn't he be a little more certain? Had this so-called master guessed his way into his title too?

Wang Feng had endless complaints about Yu Xiaogang's nonsense.

Thinking about the original story, that really did seem to be the case. Aside from plagiarizing, Yu Xiaogang had guessed most of his knowledge, then used Tang San as a guinea pig to test it out.

"Master, if you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Wang Feng ate a little, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and looked directly at Yu Xiaogang.

"Fine, then I'll be straightforward." Yu Xiaogang liked clever children, just like Tang San. He liked him very much.

"Your martial soul has appeared for the first time in history. From your Innate Full Soul Power to the way you passively turned my hair green, and after my research through the records, I suspect your martial soul should be a top-tier martial soul. The Spirit Hall member who tested you was narrow-minded and did not understand martial souls, which was why he judged your martial soul to be a useless one."

"You're still young and have only just begun school, so you probably don't understand martial souls very well." Yu Xiaogang paused before grandly showing off his knowledge again.

"If someone rashly cultivates and absorbs Spirit Rings without sufficiently understanding their martial soul, it will negatively affect their future development."

"At present, I'm the only one who knows these things about you, Wang Feng. Do you understand?"

After flaunting his knowledge, Yu Xiaogang smiled and stared intensely at Wang Feng, as though saying, Why aren't you kneeling and acknowledging me as your master already?

Wang Feng remained unmoved.

So amazing!!

Tang San stared at his teacher in astonishment.

Just from that report and a few minor details, he had been able to learn so much and even infer a whole series of facts about Wang Feng's martial soul.

His teacher truly had real skill. Taking the initiative to become his disciple had indeed been the right choice.

Xiao Wu crunched away at her food, completely puzzled by Tang San's astonished expression. Was he surprised because this teacher had green hair?

Then she looked at the master's hair again. It really was so green. Tang San must have been surprised by that.

Wang Feng came up with a good idea and asked with a smile, "Master, do you want to take me as your disciple?"

"Mm, you can be taught."

Seeing that Wang Feng was finally taking the initiative to become his disciple, Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction. Clearly, the overly confident Yu Xiaogang had misunderstood Wang Feng's question.

"Since you're voluntarily taking me as your master, I'll reluctantly accept you."

Yu Xiaogang spoke indifferently, but inwardly he was overjoyed. Taking on a disciple really was not easy. He had spent so much effort talking, but the result was still just as he had expected—Wang Feng had voluntarily asked to become his disciple.

A talented disciple like this could only possess the potential to become a Title Douluo after receiving his guidance.

Together with Tang San, who possessed Twin Martial Souls and whom he thought highly of, his theories would surely be proven in the future. He would become famous across the continent and make those who looked down on him regret it. That day was close at hand.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang excitedly stood up. He could not wait to prove that his theories were correct.

He looked at Tang San. Then he would begin by proving that plant-type martial souls could absorb animal Spirit Rings.

"Xiao San, Xiao Feng, tomorrow is the opening ceremony, and classes won't officially begin until the day after. But you both have Innate Full Soul Power, so those classes won't be of much use to you. The most urgent matter now is allowing your martial souls to continue cultivating. After thinking it over all morning, I've decided that tomorrow morning, you'll leave the academy with me. I'll take you to find suitable Spirit Rings and help you advance to the Soul Master level."

Tang San was naturally delighted upon hearing this. He could already feel his limit, and perhaps only after gaining a Spirit Ring could he continue cultivating his Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Wang Feng was just about to interrupt Yu Xiaogang. He had not become this man's disciple yet! Yu Xiaogang was already arranging experiments for him. Was this man sick?

But Yu Xiaogang did not give Wang Feng a chance to speak and continued, "Don't worry. I'll arrange everything with the academy. As for knowledge, I'll teach you on the way there and back."

"Wait a moment." Seeing Yu Xiaogang continue talking, Wang Feng finally could not help interrupting him.

"Hmm? What is it, Xiao Feng? Is there a problem?" Yu Xiaogang looked at Wang Feng in confusion.

"Master, don't you think you've misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstood? What misunderstanding?"

"I haven't become your disciple yet. I merely wanted to ask whether you intended to take me as one."

"What do you mean?"

Yu Xiaogang's gaze darkened as he looked at Wang Feng with displeasure.

"The meaning is obvious. I haven't become your disciple, and I don't want to become your disciple either."

Wang Feng spread his hands, wearing an expression that said Yu Xiaogang had thought too much.

"Wang Feng, you'd better think this through." Yu Xiaogang looked at Wang Feng angrily. He felt as though he had been played.

"With a martial soul that has appeared for the first time, if you don't have someone with profound knowledge to guide you, your future achievements will definitely be limited."

The meaning was obvious. Only I, Yu Xiaogang, can guide you to success.

"No need, Master. I truly have no intention of becoming your disciple. Besides, I understand my own martial soul very well, and I'm confident I can cultivate it properly."

Wang Feng refused. Becoming the disciple of Yu Xiaogang, whose character had issues, was impossible.

"Since you insist on remaining stubborn, then I truly won't accept you as a disciple."

As someone unrivaled in theory, Yu Xiaogang taking the initiative to accept Wang Feng as a disciple was already doing him an honor. Now that he had been refused again and again, Yu Xiaogang was truly becoming angry.

"Xiao San, let's go." In his anger, he did not even want to look at Wang Feng again. With a flick of his sleeve, he left.

"Wang Feng, one day, you'll regret being so short-sighted."

Tang San calmly said that to Wang Feng. After glancing at Xiao Wu, he followed the master.

Short-sighted? Heh heh.

Wang Feng sneered. Who was truly short-sighted was still uncertain.

Could it be that he could not cultivate without Yu Xiaogang?

The short-sighted one should be Tang San. Being treated as a guinea pig without even realizing it—how laughable.

"Hey, you still haven't paid the bill!"

Xiao Wu was stunned as she watched Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, who had been fine just moments ago, suddenly leave without even paying.

Hadn't they said they were treating her to a meal?

Notting Academy's cafeteria differed from ordinary cafeterias. You ate first and paid afterward. Yet Yu Xiaogang had actually run off.

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Feng and asked, "Wang Feng, do you have enough money?"

"Uh..."

Wang Feng froze, then suddenly remembered. As an orphan from Wang Family Village and a work-study student, he really had no money.

Yu Xiaogang had no sense of honor at all. He had said he was treating them to a meal, so why had he left?

"I spent all my money on bedding. Do you have any, Xiao Wu?"

"I don't have any left either."

Wang Feng and Xiao Wu looked at each other, nodded, then turned around and fled the cafeteria.

Yu Xiaogang had brought them here anyway. If anyone came looking, they could look for Yu Xiaogang.

The first dine-and-dash in the history of Notting Academy's cafeteria had appeared.

Back in his room, Yu Xiaogang was still angry about Wang Feng's inability to appreciate kindness.

"Teacher, Wang Feng will definitely regret not becoming your disciple in the future."

Tang San's words rang firm and powerful, as though they were the truth.

"Perhaps." Yu Xiaogang replied modestly. Looking at Tang San, he felt much better inside.

He would definitely regret it.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang poured Tang San a cup of water, sat down, and said, "Tang San, tomorrow I'll take you to hunt a Spirit Ring and break through to become a Soul Master. Before that, release your other martial soul and let me take a look. I can make a plan for you."

Tang San nodded and directly released his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

When Yu Xiaogang saw the hammer, he abruptly rose from his seat. His eyes revealed intense excitement as he stared fixedly at the hammer and muttered, "Tang San, Tang San, surname Tang... so that's how it is."

With him, his theories would surely become reality. After calming his excitement, he continued, "Alright, Xiao San, put away your martial soul. Remember this: without my permission, you must never attach a Spirit Ring to that martial soul. Do you understand?"

Tang San looked at the master in surprise, because his father had said the same thing.

After the two chatted a little about his father, Yu Xiaogang asked, "Tang San, what do you think about your Blue Silver Grass martial soul?"

"Everyone says Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul, but I don't think so."

Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction. "That's right. I have always maintained that there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters."

If Wang Feng had been here, he definitely would have snapped back.

"That's right. There are indeed no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. For example, you."